Latter-day Valentino; he's
less predator, more
innocent philanderer.
What female could resist
the subtle, age-old
flattery that leads
from nightclub wooing
to warm bed, unclothed?
And after the four-hundredth
notch in bedpost?
Four hundred-and-first
is lined up in
laser sight of
soulful brown eyes.
And she merges,
willingly,
into carved mahogany.
Very magical indeed :-).
ReplyDeleteMany thanks Windsmoke :)
DeleteExcellent. Magical, yes, but also a delicious dab of humour - or is that just a male take on it?
ReplyDeleteThank you Dave.
DeleteNo, definitely not just a male take. My type of humour too!!
Wow..brilliant ..what a beautiful spell you have cast with your words and imgaery once again ...gorgeous! Love the photo too!
ReplyDeleteVictoria
Victoria, thank you so much.
DeleteI so wanted to dislike him, but the inherent charm of this character warmed my heart!!
Oh superb! Well carved - a lovely creation of age old magic!
ReplyDeleteMany many thanks Rose.
DeleteYou make writing a real pleasure :)
hehehehehe......very playful and truthful and one of your best pieces.
ReplyDeleteHi Gnome,
ReplyDeletereally great to hear from you again!
Really appreciate that. Thank you so much :)